Luyện nghe bài hát Marron's Glance

We are we are confounded
some of us in despair
Though we may not have the
But for sure we how we fare
For us all do practice
We only get one
And God those who stumble
In of Marron's glance.

We are tryers if not
And we all have our day
And for some it may quickly
And for others go the way
For he all
For all the to see
And to hell with Kevin
he criticises me.

With your high on the hoardings
And dreams way up in lights
An' we're of the critic
For the moving bites
As he out the venom
we love him just the same
But the devil ya', Marron
When your pen tired and tame.